After cultivating immortal writing, hold the script in hand

Chapter 119 Puppet Technique
Roar--

"Brother, let's talk about it, I think you are not young, you must know how to love children, don't you?" While comforting the frightened little heart, she tested the prohibition with spiritual power, and the clinker spiritual power hit the prohibition On the top, the red-eyed white tiger curled up, his eyes protruding, let out a deep and suppressed scream, and stared at her with pitiful and helpless eyes.

At that moment, she seemed to understand its emotions.

But it can only growl, can't speak human words, and it's still not enlightened.

Lingyin found the sword spirit, and the current sword spirit acts as her encyclopedia, and he knows a thing or two about everything about ancient times.

"The Beastmaster sect trains monsters to listen to their masters, so this restriction should be lifted both internally and externally."

Lingyin felt that it made sense, and began to communicate with the red-eyed white tiger, and Linghu was the interpreter.

For the first time, she felt that she was talking dumb with foreigners.

Simply with their efforts, the communication was smooth, and the spiritual power was driven internally and externally to attack the prohibition.

Soon, the ban was shattered, and the red-eyed white tiger was relieved.

Lingyin swallowed, and stepped back five meters the moment it spread its wings.

Seeing that the white tiger stretched his body, he walked towards her with a whirring sound, his huge head lowered to the ground, and he made a whining sound.

"It's thanking you, and wants you to take it out," Linghu explained.

Lingyin pointed at the tip of her nose, go out?
It doesn't matter if she is the only one outside, the key is to leave here and let the other sects see it, they will kill it quickly, and she will not be able to keep it if she wants to.

But leaving it here is definitely not okay.

"Okay, I'll take you out, but don't follow me after you go out."

The red-eyed white tiger groaned, nodded its head, swung its big paws, and threw the thin spirit fox onto its back.

"Pfft." Seeing the bewildered Linghu, Lingyin couldn't help laughing.

However, in an instant, they were teleported out.

In retrospect, "Qian" represents the sky, and the red-eyed white tiger can fly, which just corresponds.

The other two were not as lucky as her, and almost died.

This is something.

Let's say that Lingyin and her monsters were directly sent to the tenth floor. As soon as they landed, the people guarding around surrounded them and attacked them.

A group of three, a total of eight groups, 24 people, the cooperation is quite tacit.

The difference is that they are emotionless people with paralyzed faces and dull eyes, and they must use all their strength to attack without showing any mercy.

Lingyin was stabbed on the elbow and kicked in the abdomen, and flew out like a rag, hit the wall heavily, fell back to the ground, and vomited three mouthfuls of blood.

"Puppet art." Sword Spirit's tone was a little excited, thinking that its former owner had ten puppets back then, and the master would take him to compete with the puppets when he was free.

When you are tired, lean against the tree to rest, drink a pot of spiritual wine, enjoy the beautiful scenery, and recite a good poem.

That was his happiest and most missed day.

So seeing the puppet people here is very exciting.

Lingyin had never heard of puppetry, and seeing how tireless they were fighting, there must be something controlling them.

"Li You, where are their shortcomings?"

If the fight continues, they will die of exhaustion.

Sword Spirit put away his memories, and said decisively: "The puppets are made in different ways, and their shortcomings are also different. I don't care about their actions at all, it is the position of the dantian."

"Are you sure?" Lingyin sacrificed the Liyou sword, forming a 24-sword array, bursting with ancient coercion, and successfully killed all the puppets under the interference of two monsters.

At the same time, he strode forward to catch the Liyou sword, turned the sword flower, and put his back behind his back. His movements were crisp and unrestrained, unrestrained, but he didn't realize that there was a bigger trouble coming down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)